July 3, 2013: Back to
Yellowstone
Last night, we decided to go on a game ride close to dusk. We headed to the Oxbow Turn. This is a U-turn in the Snake River
surrounded by meadows. As we drove up,
we saw a beaver swimming. When we got
out of the truck, we saw some of the most plentiful Teton denizens of the
evening... mosquitoes! It was as if
someone rang the dinner bell with our bare legs exposed. Needless to say, we did not get a picture of
the beaver as we were too busy swatting the critters on our legs. We jumped back into the relative safety of
the truck, killed a few stowaways, and continued to drive around.
We saw mule deer with racks that were in felt, we saw a
calico colored fox. It ran right by our
car, into the street almost getting hit by another car. The speed limit in the park is 45, but at
night it really should be less. They do
that on the main highway outside the park (from 55 down to 45), but 45 is really
too fast to be able to stop when the deer jumps across the street. Fortunately for us, we were going
slower... We had to put the child lock
on the back windows as Crew (O-Boy) kept opening his window thinking that the mosquitoes would not come in
a moving vehicle (they do). Anybody want
him? He can be all yours for cheap...
hell, why not for free! As we drove back
towards Hannah, a she-moose jumped across the street in front of us and
disappeared. Nice end to the evening!
Yellowstone is very geo-thermal, and is on a volcano that is
expected to erupt any minute. Of course,
that could be 10,000 years from now. But
the mud pools, geysers and other thermal cracks and pools are constantly
changing. At the mud volcano, there is a
stand of trees that were there in the late '70's that are now gone, succumbing
to the hot temperatures beneath the surface.
Rudy was full of piss and vinegar last night. The vet said to keep in quiet... yeah
right... He was attacking his mouse, the rugs, his shadow, his rat. He was all sorts of active. We had to give him a little more food as he
was so obsessed with his bowl, and he kept it all down. So today, things are back to normal with
him. When we got back, he was crashed
out on the couch. He reached out for us
and purred. Spouse went to take a nap
and Rudy joined him. By the way, the vet
weighed him at 9.6 ounces. After we put
food down for him today, the little pig probably weighed 11 pounds and had a
big hard belly! In Yiddish, we would
call him a 'chawser' (I don't know how to spell it, but the c is almost
silent... ask a Jewish person, they will know!).
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